Chapter 1568

In short, it was such a terrible day that she wanted to spit on the ground hard!

After the ordeal, however, Waverly's heart was calm again. It was so serene that she could not believe it herself. Only her heart was filled with regret, from beginning to end.

She shouldn't have forced her father to come over!

Wyatt was 'flying' straight to the hotel. When he rushed into the private dining room, he was greeted by an air of emptiness and coolness. It was clean and empty, and the air was cold as if no one had ever been there. Right then, the treacherous voice was clear and harsh, announcing in his ear.

"Mr. Johnson, they left. We've prepared food according to your orders."

"Yes, we didn't slack off at all!"

"It was Miss Castle and a middle-aged gentleman who came over. They had a long meal and had just left. We changed the table cloth and cleaned up...'

"Yes! The gentleman seems to have traveled all the way here. Miss Castle booked a room for him, but he hurriedly left after the meal. He seemed to be busy when he was seen leaving in a hurry..."

"That's right."

The two waiters stared at his ugly expression. As they chattered from time to time, they would exchange nervous glances. They were afraid to have said anything wrong, but all Wyatt had was a thought that flashed through his mind.

He missed it!

He had missed it for real!

It was his first time meeting her father! He had gotten everything ready and placed the prepared gift in the trunk for fear that he would forget to take it with him, but he missed it!

Wyatt clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles creaked. Right then, he wanted nothing more than to send two slaps across his face. What was he doing?

phone when he had been dealing with the police, he did notice her incoming call and thought about returning the call at the nightclub. Initially, he had been busy with work for two days so that he could have extra time to keep the father and daughter company, but he happened to muddle-headedly run into so many accidents that he had not noticed the phone's

flitted across his wrist, and when he saw the cracked surface, Wyatt could barely suppress the urge to stab himself twice. A vague premonition of danger exploded in his mind

watch was damaged

that would not be able to return

to

must hate him to the

didn't even answer

even his breath seemed to be too heavy to

"No, I can't delay. I can't continue making mistakes!"

out

straight to Waverly's mansion. For fear that his rash act would disturb her, he dialed her number once more before knocking on her

came out to

inquiring about Waverly's whereabouts, Wyatt was completely shocked. "She isn't... She isn't

she not be at home? According to the time, she should have long returned home. It was so late, so would Abel leave in the middle

meal with him, he would have made a bigger mistake! It was disrespectful enough to stand an elder up, but if he couldn't even make amends

it be that they encountered an accident on the road, so it was why they had

was the

"What about Mr. Castle?"

Did Waverly mention how she would arrange for his

was a mess. It seemed that he couldn't get hold

an apology or merely a call. He mustn't wait and do nothing f he waited for one more minute longer, her anger would most probably intensify. Pacing around in anxiousness, he was about to say something when a glaring car light flashed by. Turning his head around, a familiar white car had entered

She was back?

car stopped at the door. The moment Waverly got off the car, Wyatt had run over. Their eyes met, but to his surprise, Waverly's heart was calm without the slightest ripple, let alone anger. His lips parted, but

the car lock came before he came to the realization that she had returned alone Waverly's face was tinted with a trace of faint anger, but right then, her hair was scattered, covering her chest. Besides, the collar of her coat was held up, concealing the wound on her neck. Naturally, Wyatt attributed her unusual

long time,

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